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I saw him tracking me through the market from the corner of my eye. The handsome man knew what he wanted and was determined to have me. I put an inch in my step, stretching out to escape his clutches.
I skipped past a seafood stall, rueing that I couldn’t nab a complimentary crabstick on the way because I needed to stay one step ahead of my pursuer.
I wasn’t sure what my doctor would think about cooked crab, having told me to steer clear of raw shellfish and caffeine.
He was nimble, slipping through the narrow gaps between rows of stalls, grinning while hunting me down. I scanned for escape routes in every direction, having momentarily lost him, but when I turned, he was right there, thrusting a fistful of beautiful freshly cut flowers into my hand.
“I caught you, Amy.”
“I’m pregnant. It’s not fair to chase me in this condition, Victor. I need to pee now.”
“Shall I carry you to our apartment?”
He swept me into his powerful arms, cradling me while I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our apartment was less than a hundred meters away from the market, and I could easily walk while compressing my bladder, but my knight wanted to carry me, and I loved that about him.
I had slipped out of our apartment early after enjoying a slice of toast and sweet black tea to enjoy the weekly market where you could buy locally grown meat, fresh fish, groceries, a handmade greeting card, or the finest arts and crafts.
“You snuck out this morning without waking me.”